Wednesday, 24 February 2010

You think that's pretty clever, don't you boy?

High & Dry, All I Need and No Surprises are my top 3 songs for shocking flashbacks and nostalgia through my skull when I least expect it, those chords literally pull on your heartstrings. Clever-clever, amazing wonderful Thom Yorke.

“A heart that's full up like a landfill,a job that slowly kills you,bruises that won't heal.You look so tired-unhappy,bring down the government,they don't, they don't speak for us.I'll take a quiet life,a handshake of carbon monoxide”

Because it’s unlikely that they have a clue about what the words they are singing, what they have no doubt practised for weeks, really mean.

Radiohead can be an antidote for that modern apathy at life, but good Lord sometimes it can be the wrong idea to wallow in this vein.

I think of the first time I head Pink Floyd’s Dark Side of the Moon: an album heard since childhood, it finally hooked me, and in a candlelit room these lyrics scared the shit out of me:

All that you touchAll that you seeAll that you tasteAll you feel.All that you loveAll that you hateAll you distrustAll you save.All that you giveAll that you dealAll that you buy,beg, borrow or steal.All you createAll you destroyAll that you doAll that you say.All that you eatAnd everyone you meetAll that you slightAnd everyone you fight.All that is nowAll that is goneAll that's to comeand everything under the sun is in tunebut the sun is eclipsed by the moon.

Kudos to Stella from the Off The Wall tribute band for fighting off heckles from various middle aged losers to belt out a gorgeous rendition of Great Gig in the Sky, bring a tear to my Dad’s eye.